(Industrial Society And Its Future)
(Really n#gg#, Really n#gg#, Really n#gg#)
(No I’m Not)
(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
(What Is This n#gg# Doin’ Though)
(Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
(What Is This n#gg# Doin’ Though)
(What Is This n#gg# Doin’ Though)
(Weed Card)
(Mega-Faggot)
(I’ve got my head, but my head is unraveling
Can’t keep control; can’t keep track of where it’s traveling
I’ve got my heart, but my heart is no good
And you’re the only one that’s understood
I come along, but I don’t know where you’re taking me
I shouldn’t go, but you’re wrenching, dragging, shaking me
Turn off the sun; pull the stars from the sky
The morе I give to you, the more I diе
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug)
(p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss#)
(This n#gg# Really Think He Bruce Lee)
(p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss# p#ss#)
Clinkersons
Clinkersons
Clinkersons
Clinkersons
(Black People Be Like)
Clinkersons
Clinkersons
Clinkersons
Clinkersons
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The PooP Eaters Lyrics – Clinkersons